I went to court last week for substance abuse
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute
And the judge never knew which substance i used
Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse
Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues
Subject of substance is important you see
I'm leaving you for the last time, baby
And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse
So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots
Due to the lack of substance like marijuana suppression.
I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression
Y'all wonder why they cock and shoot, and abuse,
From where they take them old beats and turn em into news
Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse
Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose
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